Depois de Ressuscitar, Eles Querem que Eu Descanse em Paz

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—I once believed that their lukewarm response to my return was simply my own wishful thinking.
—It was only later that I realized how much courage it took for them to say goodbye to me.

A cacophony of voices filled Takizawa Sei’s mind.

["Let go… Takizawa, don’t hold me so tight at a time like this…"]
["None of your wishes have come true—are you really content? No, it’s all right. Rest now, Sei. Your wishes will come true, I promise."]
["Are you insane! He’s only nineteen, we have to save him no matter what it takes!"]

Choked sobs, trembling comfort, and suppressed anger—all these voices made Takizawa Sei’s head buzz. Amid the static, like an old television losing signal, their faces and voices gradually grew clearer. He jerked awake, gasping for breath in a minimalist lounge. Though the temperature was just right, he was drenched in sweat.

Once his muddled mind started to clear, he scanned his surroundings with ragged breaths.

The space was almost pure white, so empty as to feel inhuman. The bed he lay on faced a high-tech screen, where the anguished and anxious face of a blond youth flickered.

"…"

Damn it!

Takizawa cursed silently, just as a sound reached his ears—a sound that made him wish he could block it out completely.

"Welcome back, Mr. Takizawa."

The supervisor communicated with him through a special device. "Congratulations. You’ve done very well on your third task. You fulfilled all the requirements of the treaty, and your